The secret to french bread appears to be solved! (I failed the past 4 attempts) The answer: surface area. I figured the process was anaerobic to some degree but it appears to need as much O2 as possible, now I get proper rising.
I wrecked my knee again, 350lbs at ~15mph into an unmovable object knee first sorta does that. Thank god for my selection in pads. No aparrent permanent damage just a dull pain when walking that should go away in a week or less. The pain was well worth the final outcome. My upper league team placed me back on the first line as left wing (I have now officially played every position except goalie on that team) and I ended the night with 1G 2A. We also managed to beat the best team in the league that was undefeated in 2 seasons up until last night. Wow, were they mad, and took 12 penalties. One of my linemates had a hat trick.
I have resolved to not be funny this year! That should prove difficult as it is so ingrained in my being that I don't even think about being funny, my body does it on it's own. There are times when I am hearing my self speaking, then laughing at it since I wasn't expecting what I just said. My super fast wit is subconcious and this year I'm looking to tame it. I can control my heartrate, body temperature, breathing, and a few other automatic functions to varying degrees, I figure it's time to reign in my humor. Everyone I've talked to since the new year thinks something is wrong and keeps asking, lol, oh well, maybe they will get used to it.
It seems Becky told Sarah at the Cafe what my name was, now she gets all giddy using it. Not sure what that is all about but it certainly has some 'Marta' aspects to it. Speaking of Becky she has been driving me nuts recently, thankfully the lack of humor has driven her a bit further back recently to give me some space.
I wrecked my knee again, 350lbs at ~15mph into an unmovable object knee first sorta does that. Thank god for my selection in pads. No aparrent permanent damage just a dull pain when walking that should go away in a week or less. The pain was well worth the final outcome. My upper league team placed me back on the first line as left wing (I have now officially played every position except goalie on that team) and I ended the night with 1G 2A. We also managed to beat the best team in the league that was undefeated in 2 seasons up until last night. Wow, were they mad, and took 12 penalties. One of my linemates had a hat trick.
I have resolved to not be funny this year! That should prove difficult as it is so ingrained in my being that I don't even think about being funny, my body does it on it's own. There are times when I am hearing my self speaking, then laughing at it since I wasn't expecting what I just said. My super fast wit is subconcious and this year I'm looking to tame it. I can control my heartrate, body temperature, breathing, and a few other automatic functions to varying degrees, I figure it's time to reign in my humor. Everyone I've talked to since the new year thinks something is wrong and keeps asking, lol, oh well, maybe they will get used to it.
It seems Becky told Sarah at the Cafe what my name was, now she gets all giddy using it. Not sure what that is all about but it certainly has some 'Marta' aspects to it. Speaking of Becky she has been driving me nuts recently, thankfully the lack of humor has driven her a bit further back recently to give me some space.
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steveneurotic:
Cool seeing you tonight dude. Sucks I had to split so early though. Damn NJ Transit.
thelibra:
funny, i forgot yr name. not intentionally, though.